Chapter 82: Everyone has their own thoughts

On the other side.

Yang Chaner and Lu Xuanjing were running around in the No Return Realm according to the route drawn on the jade, looking for the ancient treasure cave.

During this period, they also gained a lot, and got a lot of opportunities, big and small.

After all, it is difficult for two girls of luck to get nothing when they get together.

And on the plain thousands of miles away from them, a fierce battle was taking place.

Dozens of people attacked together, and the terrifying power fluctuations overturned the ground, destroying the originally lush plains into a mess.

Looking closely, it turned out that it was a group of human cultivators who were fighting with a group of tall, black-winged strongmen of the Winged Clan.

The two sides were evenly matched and each suffered damage.

In the battlefield full of power, a handsome boy with a firm look was particularly eye-catching.

He controlled a golden talisman, turned into golden light, and shuttled back and forth among the crowd.

Every time the golden light flashed, a Wing Clan warrior would die in blood, and his death was unclear.

If Li Guanhai and Xiahou Aoxue were here, they would definitely recognize this brave and warlike young man at a glance.

This person is Xiahou Jie.

After he followed Yuan Guannan into the No Return Realm, he wanted to follow the instructions of his master and rush to the treasure house as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, things did not go as they wished. They were unlucky. As soon as they entered the No Return Realm, they met a group of Wing Clan warriors on a narrow road and a war broke out.

Originally, this unnecessary battle could have been avoided. After all, there was no grudge between the two sides, and there was no need to fight.

But at the critical moment, Yuan Guannan's pig teammate, the junior brother, jumped out and said a bunch of arrogant and inexplicable words, which angered the Wing Clan warriors.

A war broke out.

Fortunately, Yuan Guannan brought many strong men with him on this trip, otherwise it would be dangerous.

Xiahou Jie was eager to find treasure and didn't want to waste time here, so he showed his extraordinary strength and wanted to solve the trouble as soon as possible.

This also greatly changed the impression of those Liuguang Sect disciples who looked down on Xiahou Jie, and even had a hint of admiration for him.

Because the fighting power Xiahou Jie showed was really unlike what he could show at this level of cultivation.

This only shows that his foundation is extremely solid and his talent is outstanding.

In the crowd, Yuan Guannan, who was wearing a goose yellow long skirt, looked at Xiahou Jie who was moving around like he was in an empty space, and smiled.

With such talent, as long as he is given time, he will definitely shine in the upper realm.

Maybe he can really get revenge...

Soon, under the direct containment of Yuan Guannan and others, and Xiahou Jie's clever roundabout attack, more than a dozen Wing Clan strongmen were defeated and killed.

A group of Liuguang Sect disciples and strongmen came forward to search, and they all showed satisfied smiles on their faces.

But Xiahou Jie was unmoved, and didn't even look at the corpses on the ground.

He looked far away and looked around, as if he was confirming the direction.

Yuan Guannan did not search for property on the bodies. She walked to Xiahou Jie and asked in a low voice: "Have you confirmed the location?"

Xiahou Jie was silent for a while, then looked to the southwest where a few wild geese were flying, and said: "There."

"Okay, let's get there as soon as possible."

Yuan Guannan and Xiahou Jie led everyone to fly across the plain and headed southwest.

As soon as they left, a white-clothed figure shrouded in silver divine light and whose face could not be seen appeared on the plain.

The indifferent eyes glanced at the bodies of the Wing Clan's strongmen, without any change.

The next moment, the white-clothed figure turned into a stream of light and headed southwest.

......

"Big sister, are you really going to the Yan Clan to observe the Yanyang Dao Monument?"

"The Yan Clan has a fierce and warlike temperament and has always been hostile to human cultivators. I'm afraid they won't agree."

A pretty and lovely girl in a green shirt, carrying a long sword on her back, looked worried.

"Yeah."

Xu Qingqiu replied indifferently, her figure and appearance could not be seen clearly, and her pair of clear, proud and lonely eyes were full of calmness.

Seeing that she did not take her words to heart, the pretty girl pouted and was a little angry.

This senior sister was good in everything and treated her very well, but she was too impersonal. She was stubborn and never considered the consequences of doing things. She just did what she wanted.

She had been guarding the sword tomb for twenty-three years, and she had only walked out of Lingxu Mountain a few times.

Every time she left, there was something important to do.

And this time, Xu Qingqiu walked out of the sword tomb and left Lingxu Mountain for a big thing.

Half a year ago, she had an epiphany and began to practice the second sword talisman, but ended in failure.

For half a year, she pondered and finally realized that she was missing a little opportunity and a little enlightenment.

The second sword talisman she practiced was the Chiyang Sword Talisman, and now she only had the last step.

It is said that in the Yan Clan of the Unreturning World, there is a Yanyang Dao Tablet that was born from heaven and earth, which contains infinite power of laws.

If she can see it, Xu Qingqiu is confident that she can get an epiphany and refine the second sword talisman.

This is the biggest and only purpose of her trip.

The pretty girl sighed and said helplessly: "Senior sister, we'd better be cautious."

"Not to mention that the Yan Clan has always been hostile to the human race, that Yanyang Dao Tablet is the Yan Clan's treasure, it will not be easily leaked, how can I let my senior sister observe it?"

Hearing this, Xu Qingqiu glanced at her little sister and felt that there was some truth, so she asked calmly: "Do you have any good ideas?"

The girl shook her head and said distressedly: "Not yet, but it's okay. We are still far away from the Flame Clan anyway, and we have plenty of time to think about countermeasures."

Xu Qingqiu remained silent, activated his divine sword, and accelerated on his way.

...

No return to the central area.

There is an ancient ethnic group that covers an area of ​​hundreds of thousands of miles.

It is the territory of Tianpeng Clan, one of the five ancient tribes.

The spiritual energy here is dense and almost viscous. If you walk in it, if you don't use magic to isolate it, a layer of spiritual energy dew will be attached to your body.

This shows how rich the spiritual energy here is. Even a pig staying here for more than a hundred years can still achieve some great things.

Deep in the Tianpeng clan, countless immortal palaces stand tall and majestic.

In an extremely majestic martial arts arena, more than a dozen young men and women, full of energy and blood, with terrifying auras and shrouded in divine light, were talking.

These people, regardless of gender, have one characteristic, which is that they have light golden feather scales behind their ears.

This is a characteristic of the Tianpeng clan. The darker the feather scales, the stronger the strength.

A tall young man with brown hair said: "The Realm of No-Return has begun, and those geniuses from the upper realm have already arrived."

"Huh, I don't want to return to this world. The world is full of treasures. Opportunities are everywhere, and there are adventures everywhere. Why should I let these outsiders get their hands on it?"

His tone was quite unhappy, but also full of helplessness.

A tall, beautiful woman said: "This is an agreement reached by the five ancient tribes and the great masters of the upper world in ancient times. What's the use of you complaining?"

"Now that the upper realm monks are searching for opportunities in the realm of no return, we must act as soon as possible, otherwise we will really get nothing."

The rest of the Tianpeng tribe nodded in agreement.

The brown-haired man snorted coldly and said: "Then we have to wait until the Son of God comes out of seclusion. There are faint fluctuations coming from the mountain peak in the past few days. It seems that the Son of God's Barbarian Golden Body is about to reach the sixth level."

"The Son of God is worthy of being a peerless talent that our Tianpeng clan encounters only once in ten thousand years. He has cultivated the Barbarian Golden Body to the sixth level before he was a hundred years old, and his cultivation level has even reached the Xuanwang realm."

"Now the other four great geniuses of the ancient tribes will probably be firmly suppressed by the Son of God."

Hearing this, the beautiful woman who spoke just now said: "Not only are they suppressing the geniuses of the four ancient tribes, but even the top geniuses of the Taoist Religion in the Upper World, the Son of God can look down upon them."

Her tone was full of admiration, and her big eyes were filled with fascination.

No need to guess, this woman must be the little fangirl and follower of the Son of God.

The same thing happened to the other four ancient tribes, all of whom were extremely concerned about the monks from the upper realm coming to the realm of no return.

The five ancient clans in the No-Return Realm are: Yan clan, Tianpeng clan, Yu clan, Jiaolong clan, and Wu clan.